The tension in her tone, in her body language echoing the tone, made his own tension rise again, and he stuttered back another step, eyeing her warily...then looked at the door toward the kitchen again. Glancing around, he backed up another step toward the exit and murmured, "Snap needs to go out, first," then turned and headed for the path to go outside instead, Snap at his heels.
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